User blog comment:Llamao/Embrace of the Viper/@comment-3474228-20110710070707

The blood-covered Dirgecallers howl and moan all the way back to Garond. The wildcat looks eagerly at them. "Well?"

One of the two ermine licks her lips and jumps into the air once. "Killee rabbet."

The other one rasps out a few words as well. "St'ipe'hound! Big st'ip'ound!" Garond nods and smiles. "Good work, my pets."